Everything recovers, and spring blossoms.

The bitter cold of winter gradually dissipated under the blowing of the spring breeze, tearing off its white curtains, and everything in the world revealed its true face.

On this warm spring day, the biggest good news is the wedding between Xie Yurou and King Xuan.

Although the emperor had a lot of complaints about Wei Zheng's behavior, considering the royal face, the wedding was still very grand.

Xie Fuyao looked at the pomp outside, and knew what it was called ten miles of red makeup, from the streets to the alleys, all of them were neatly arranged carriages.

The trees were covered with red ribbons, flanked by soldiers maintaining order, and the crowd of people who came to watch was endless, rubbing shoulders with each other, almost rushing into the procession that had come to greet them.

Although this wedding was ridiculed by many people, the marriage between King Xuan and the Duke of Xie Guo was still eye-catching.

In the last life, when I got married, there was not so much pomp, of course, the main reason was because I didn't have my mother's family to prepare.

At that time, although Yuan Zheng said nice things, none of them were reliable, and the wedding was so-so.

blamed himself for being too stupid at the time, he didn't care about these details at all, and only paid Wei Zheng all his sincerity.

Xie Yurou is her biological daughter, so she is naturally very generous in terms of dowry.

The whole Xie Mansion is even more lively, and those who don't know think that Xie Mansion is marrying a relative, not a daughter.

Under Ziyu's urging, Xie Fuyao changed his clothes unhurriedly.

"Miss, you're dressed like this, right, I don't know, I think you did it on purpose. ”

Ziyu looked up and down at the water-sleeved pleated lotus lotus root powder skirt on Xie Fuyao's body, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't feel it was appropriate.

"It's Xie Yurou who gets married, and it's not me who gets married, why do you look so good?" Xie Fu shook the corners of his mouth and shook his head undeniably.

"Miss, don't you know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you in Xie Mansion and outside now, and they want you to do something out of the ordinary. Ziyu exaggerated.

"Then they think too much, this wedding is related to the face of Xie Fu, how can I get their wishes, besides, for their relatives. I'm so satisfied, it's too late to agree, why make trouble. ”

Xie Fuyao tidied up the dress on his body, sat in front of the dresser, and stared at the face as bright as a peach blossom in the bronze mirror.

"Miss, I'll comb your hair in a cumbersome bun, it must be better than the third miss. Ziyu picked up the wooden comb and ran it through Xie Fuyao's black and bright hair.

"No, just pull a double bun, you can't be in the limelight, aren't you hurting me?" Xie Fuyao quipped.

By the time Xie Fuyao arrived at Ningshoutang, Xie Yurou had already finished bidding farewell to the He family with the support of the lotus buds.

She wore a red shirt skirt with silk piping, a red brocade cloud tunic, and a lace collar with gold thread buttons.

Her black hair was tied into a tall bun, and her head of pearls shimmered dazzlingly in the sun.

Under the backdrop of this red dress, Xie Yurou's face is like a peach blossom, delicate and deceptive.

There is a hint of charm under the dignified and beautiful face, the waist is light, and the eyebrows are like a beautiful color.

"Xiaoba, why did you come so late? Even if you are reluctant in your heart, today is also your sister's wedding day, so you should give her a face. ”

Yuan Zheng raised his lips and stared at Xie Fuyao with burning eyes, invisible gunpowder smoke spreading in the air.

Up to now, she is still buttoning her hat, this method of killing people without seeing blood, Yuan Zheng is really handy.

"The eldest aunt laughed, the third sister got married today, I was naturally overjoyed, this is not happy, I couldn't sleep last night, so I got up late today, and the third sister won't blame me. ”

Xie Fuyao's eyes were crooked, and Ying Ying smiled, she knew that Xie Yurou had always been a gentle and considerate image in front of outsiders, so she threw the conversation away.

"Sister, where is this being said? Why should we sisters be so polite to each other. Xie Yurou's lips opened lightly, and she smiled smartly.

"Okay, it's not early, the wedding team should be almost there, let's hurry to the front hall. ”

Yuan Zheng put on the majesty of being the housewife and arranged all the matters of today in an orderly manner.

Xie Fuyao glanced around, but did not find Wu Shan's figure.

As the second lady of Xie Mansion, it stands to reason that she should still come out and show her face on such an important occasion.

Xie Yuling sensed the doubts in Xie Fuyao's heart, pulled her aside, and said softly.

"I heard that the second lady was crying and making trouble this morning, and kept shouting the name of the fourth sister, and my mother couldn't stand it and let people lock her up, afraid that she would come out to make trouble and contaminate people. ”

Speaking of which, my mother is also pitiful, since the fourth sister left, her spirit has not been normal, especially today when she saw the third sister getting married, she felt even more uncomfortable. ”

Xie Dongru whispered softly, wanting to take the opportunity to say a few more words to Xie Fuyao.

Xie Fuyao's face sank like water, and he couldn't see the superfluous emotions, Wu Shan was also to blame today.

When she did bad things, she should have thought about whether these evil consequences would be avenged on her daughter.

Seeing that Xie Fuyao didn't speak, Xie Dongru thought that he had said the wrong thing, so he closed his mouth stupidly.

"What are you girls muttering there? Why don't you come over quickly. ”

Yuan Zheng was a little unhappy in his heart, today's daughter is the home field, why are the two concubines revolving around Xie Fu.

The sound of gongs and drums outside is getting closer and closer, and the procession of welcoming relatives has come to the door of Xie Mansion, and firecrackers resound in the sky one after another, rendering a joyful atmosphere.

Xie Yurou sat upright in front of the collapse, rubbing the red Xipa with trembling hands, and the big red hijab obscured her expression.

However, Xie Fuyao could still see her excitement and joy, just like himself at that time, when he married Wei Zheng, he was also so overwhelmed.

The memories of the previous life seemed to have suddenly opened a floodgate, and a steady stream of them poured into my mind.

Wei Zheng's words and demeanor are still like a brand at this moment, deeply engraved in his memory, and that wedding is the beginning of all disasters for him.

"Bride!"

Outside shouted in unison, Wei Zheng and others were blocked outside the door of Xie Mansion, it stands to reason that the door of the bride's house should be closed at this time.

That means giving the groom a little color and telling him that the daughter-in-law is not easy to marry, a custom known as "hypnosis".

After all, Wei Zheng is the king of Xuan, and Xie Xiaolin is just a small prince, so naturally he can't be too presumptuous, but the basic customs still have to be observed.